Title: Morgue (City Servants #1)
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 160
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Summary: Briar's a thief turned detective, Tris is a lawyer, Sandry's a model, and Daja's Briar's part time partner. What could possibly go wrong?
Notes: A/U- reality, modern day / / Goldenlake Smackdown ( fiefgoldenlake dot proboards dot com)
"Another one?" Briar rubbed grimy eyes as he stared at Daja. She looked conspicuously awake for it being four AM.
"Mhmm." She handed him a cup of very strong herbal tea, the kind that could almost peel paint. Taking a drink of it, Briar felt a little more awake. "You know you're sort of a danger driving here when you're this awake," she told him.
"I was up late with Sandry." He shrugged. It was hard being a detective and a husband.
"Well, Tris is insisting we find someone to put in jail for these murders," Daja waved her hand around the morgue, empty at this time of day save the main coroner. "We should probably work on that today."
Briar glared. He didn't need to point out to her that this was the case they'd been working on for months. She knew that, of course. Turning bleary eyes to the coroner, he cleared his throat. "If we could start?"
